Ren Mian could not understand.
Though Ji Xinghuo was a Magnetic Field Madman, his rank was too low, and currently, his strongest method of attack was still the bow and arrow, yet he abandoned it to close in for melee combat.
This was simply reckless, even an overestimation of his own abilities.
"Sister Ren, hold him off."
Ji Xinghuo's voice echoed in her mind; despite her doubts about Ji Xinghuo's strength, she still cooperated with all her might.
She multitasked, manipulating the few remaining Green Lock Dragons on the ground which came to life, swarming like a tide toward the four legs of the Forest Patrol leader, crazily entangling them; at the same time, she leaped high, her fists condensing into bright light, and smashed heavily towards the Forest Patrol leader's head.
Bang!
The light burst forth, but the Forest Patrol leader, who had long been accustomed to this tactic, closed his eyes, unaffected as his war blade cleaved Ren Mian's fists.